No Fireworks

I’ll be honest. I’m having a difficult time celebrating Independence Day.

In a nation with a Supreme Court Justice targeting gay marriage, while his spouse is implicated in the Big Lie.

Where a single man could manipulate Supreme Court nominations to deny one President a single appointment and give the next President three.

Where a cult of personality still holds one political party hostage.

Where people spend the holiday on the roads in record numbers, while bitching about gas prices caused by a dying tyrant’s murderous land grab.

Where half the country is scorched with heat and still denying climate science.

Where regulation of weapon magazine sizes is out of the question while students are murdered en masse.

Where people still whine about masks, let alone vaccinations, while COVID breakouts still reoccur.

Where Black men are still targeted and murdered by police.

What a bleak time to be a true American, from a family who have served to protect this nation since WWII. I’m heartsick. Take your fireworks somewhere else.

Define Gun Control

Few people seem to know what gun control is or isn’t, how it differs from state to state, what laws are or aren’t enforced, how they do or don’t apply to gun shows, and how this all applies or doesn’t to mass shootings.

Just lots of knee-jerk shouting. You can’t solve a problem you don’t understand.

This is a rhetorical post. A challenge to get your facts straight. Unhelpful or contentious comments will be deleted.

Somebody Wins, Nobody Loses

The thrift store has been a good source for some unusual kids games. Today the granddaughters and I played a cooperative storytelling game, one of their favorites, and an all-out snowball fight card game.

One thing I’m teaching the girls is that at Grandpa’s house somebody wins, but nobody loses.

I mean, think about it. In real-life sports, the focus is on celebrating a win. There’s gold, silver, and bronze, but no humiliating last-place ceremony.

Even head-to-head events like football are about high score, and if the other team is interviewed, it’s all about analyzing events, not about rubbing their noses in failure.

At Grandpa’s house somebody wins, but nobody loses. Well, actually everybody wins, because we had a good time together!

Structure Without Walls

Photo by Clay Banks on Unsplash
Hobby gaming started as an old white guys club. Thankfully it is evolving, though far too slowly.

You know from these posts the effort I make to evolve personally from my native Midwestern white cis heterosexual male and middle-aged perspective.

Game publishing is part of that personal effort. Equality and inclusiveness aren’t just buzzwords; they’re standards.

I can’t speak for people of other backgrounds. What I can do is strive for game design that gives a structure for play without imposing boundaries. And strive to write in a way that’s inviting.

I’m a paradoxically proud and humble guy. Proud of my games. Humbled at the honor of their having some place at gamers’ tables. Energized by stories of players’ adventures. Hoping to hear more of them from a wider range of people. If that’s you, please let me know. Thanks. ❤